Chapter 90 Becoming Popular (17)
The two men on the ground, their faces covered in blood, lay dying on the ground.
Zhou Ye raised his eyes and looked at the car parked in front of him. With a calm expression, he stepped forward and met Fu Wenjun's eyes sitting in the back seat.
"Let me get in the car?"
Fu Wenjun's brain was running rapidly, and he subconsciously shook his head.
As a result, Zhou Ye said something again.
"Then open the door."
Fu Wenjun looked at her expression blankly, and opened the car door by accident.
Zhou Ye lowered his head, looked at the spacious and luxurious interior, and waved to him.
"Go inside."
Fu Wenjun moved his buttocks obediently and made way for Zhou Ye.
The driver turned slightly and asked respectfully.
"Boss, where are you going now?"
Fu Wenjun realized later and looked at Zhou Ye.
"Where do you live?"
The other party ignored it.
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Fell asleep, actually fell asleep right after getting in the car?
Is this woman's wariness made of the air?
Fu Wenjun pursed his lips, looked out the window and the drizzle started to fall. After thinking about it for a while, he let out a long sigh of relief.
"Go home."
The driver listened and drove along the narrow streets and lanes towards the open avenue.
In the Longchen Yipin Villa area in the city center, Fu Wenjun looked at the sleeping woman in the car and got out of the car without hesitation and ordered the driver.
"Parking garage, don't lock your car."
"Then leave this lady in the car?"
"Yeah."
Otherwise?
Is it possible to take her home?
What a joke, that didn't just play out what this woman wanted.
Five minutes later. Fu Wenjun supported Zhou Ye, who was half asleep, and scolded him in a low voice.
"Stand up on your own!"
"Don't touch me!"
"If you don't stand still, I'll throw you out!"
After finally helping Zhou Ye into the living room, Fu Wenjun pushed her onto the sofa without hesitation. Looking at the woman on the sofa who found a comfortable position to sleep, Fu Wenjun had a handsome face.
He was so out of character today.
The garage has been newly renovated recently. If it rains tonight, there will be leaks in the garage. There will not be enough oil in the fuel tank to last the whole night. In the middle of the night, the car will automatically turn off the air conditioner and exhaust when it runs out of oil. He can't go downstairs and sit in his car tomorrow. Saw a female body that had been suffocated to death.
After some hesitation, he still let Zhou Ye enter the house.
The smell of alcohol is fermenting on the sweatshirt.
Fu Wenjun frowned, left Zhou Ye and walked into the cloakroom, took a change of clothes, and locked himself in the bathroom.
The rain was pattering outside, and Zhou Ye was awakened by the cell phone in his pocket.
She has blocked everyone who should be blocked. Now, the only people who can call in are the lawyers and Jiang Baobao in the phone list.
"Hello?"
Zhou Ye didn't even open his eyes, he put an arm under his head and his hoarse voice was a bit charming.
The wine hurt his throat, and Zhou Ye felt thirsty and tired.
"Zhou Ye, I went to your apartment, why weren't you there?"
Lu Hui's voice was very distinctive, sweet and gentle, and Zhou Ye knew who it was without even opening his eyes.
She snorted impatiently, almost inaudibly, and replied hoarsely.
"Is something wrong?"
Lu Hui was shocked by her indifferent attitude. Zhou Ye would never use this attitude and tone towards her.
She didn't know what Zhou Ye had been through recently. She posted on Weibo to argue for the termination of the contract. She seemed to be stimulated by something. It was never possible to guess what she would dare to do next.
Her changes made Lu Hui unpredictable and uneasy, so he took advantage of the rainy night to look for her.
It turned out to be in vain.
Zhou Ye has no friends and no social life. She is not at home at this time. Where can she go?
(End of chapter)